Now I sit me down in school
Where praying is against the rule
For this great nation under God
Finds mention of Him very odd.
If Scripture now the class recites,
It violates the Bill of Rights.
And anytime my head I bow
Becomes a Federal matter now.
Our hair can be purple, orange
or green,
That's no offense; it's a freedom
scene.
The law is specific, the law is
precise.
Prayers spoken aloud are a serious
vice.
For praying in a public hall
Might offend someone with no faith
at all.
In silence alone we must meditate,
God's name is prohibited by the
state.
We're allowed to cuss and dress
like freaks,
And pierce our noses, tongues
and cheeks.
They've outlawed guns, but FIRST
the Bible.
To quote the Good Book makes me
liable.
We can elect a pregnant Senior
Queen,
And the 'unwed daddy,' our Senior
King.
It's "inappropriate" to teach
right from wrong,
We're taught that such "judgments"
do not belong.
We can get our condoms and birth
controls,
Study witchcraft, vampires and
totem poles.
But the Ten Commandments are not
allowed,
It's scary here I must confess,
When chaos reigns the school's
a mess.
So, Lord, this silent plea I make:
Should I be shot; My soul please
take!
Amen